Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' To Do

Check it on the one you Com is gonna (X3)
And it out ha.
1:
My raps do laps around and adapts
to any I'm the comma comma Chameleon
I use to pop a willy on my blue and sting ray
had mags, that is when bitches had Gucci bags
And wasn't rock'n Starters looking harder niggas
Hoes wore clothes that their figures
87 steps in the jam, next the police
there would be one, numbers I would get at least one
We come to the get together with
You wouldn't know how we was, we all didn't sit together
Eat up all your vittles, drink your and then step to
The next que, do it again y'all
was when mad was tall and phat was cold
The of Old Chicago and Fun Town as shorties we run round
Play strike outs till sun down, but the shit as fun now
And the city is all run down, we troop to Jew Town
Talking cat down on some gear, have for a Polish and car fair
I stare, at what use to be Bubbles and about who use to cop our

(Who?) Our father figure

I'm out my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but ah,
"Niggas be rollin'" - Ol' Dirty Bastard from Protect Ya
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a hoe I
"Niggas be rollin'"
Gotta make a stop take a leak and get chops cause um
"Niggas be rollin'"
We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some eats um
"Niggas be rollin'"
2:
I got more rhymes the Manor got folks had style
Since I went to McDowl, boats
And penny yo I had the nickel in mines
We use to hoop in my yard but now I the rhyme
like rain drops couldn't make our game stop
Skeeter will hit from the SAME
Jamal had my shit down, get down, put your body in motion
Only the survive, whether on the 6 or the 5
Live as hot as sex use to be at the
Ball Club with music by Hatchet
Or either Box Ferris at them country club parties
Would be hot as hell and house stud get "Find a body!"
I would go there, hip hop clubs were so rare
I like the music and it was always hoes there
Whitney Young and Kenwood was to have the best chicks but mostly High Park and V hoes Is who I mess with,
The best shit was troopin' to the loop with positions cutting class to get ass but still go the division
(I remember that) Over ya mella's crib while his old was at work
Bust a spolie on the spread, but sill have on your shirt

3:
I tuned into BMX and taped on the tonemaster
I took the 6 instead of the 28 to get faster
Then HBK was the only station that fuck with rap
You was on the shaw by yourself a say up your hat
What you you make of it, you was a gump they'd take ya shit
Either fight or for it, we go to the lake and get full
My then was Boons and Red Bull
I remember swimming in Avenlon, and peeing in a
I thought I was cool, with my "members only" and a bowl fade, to Walgreen to get the sportin wave pomade, and soft brush,
as we got older we would rush and bang fags
Go to Marshals and change tags, I snagged niggas
And are off the wall, in softball, Piggy one I would call
When I first got my three way callin', I Marsh tryin' to lie
Home of the original gangbangers, and nobody Chi